you insist on doing this,
But i want to do that,
Honestly,you are making me pissed,
Anymore,
I'll hit you with a baseball bat,
And I'm not gonna miss.
I really dont know why,
we keep on this fight,
If you're trying to show me the light,
Please bare in mind,
Your so called 'light',
Aint always right.
I know,
I'm immature,
With a heart thats no longer pure,
Not even sure if there is a cure,
But seriously,
This is such a bore.
As time ticks,
the pressure builds up,
I might soon breakdown,
So before I suddenly click,
Cant you just let me pick?
Probably not,
You're just as i thought,
All the while i fought,
Shouldve just waited and rot.
Again,has nothing to do with reality,just random stuff
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faisal, faisal.
even a 5 yr old can tell that ur rhymes are based on ur personal experience, or what ure going through now. random stuff. as if! haha.
take it easy dude.
gluck!
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